High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

"When making a meal, avoid hot and sour."

Leaving the words behind, Christine strode forward and hugged Catherine horizontally, ignoring her frown due to pain, the corners of her lips curled up evilly, and her arms hugging her tightened a little bit, looking at her with satisfaction. After she frowned even tighter, he carried her back to the bedroom.

Catherine secretly clenched the hem of her clothes, enduring the growing pain caused by his vicious tightening, and sighed secretly, this man is really vicious!

On the surface, he wanted to carry her upstairs, but in fact he was holding her wound tightly and pressing on it.

Sure enough, on the pure white gauze, scarlet blood oozes out in the next instant, staining the gauze red.

Catherine's face turned pale again, and her forehead was dripping with cold sweat. Christine laid her down on the bed in the bedroom. Her movements were not gentle and unconnected. Rather than letting her go, it would be more intuitive to say throwing her.

Catherine was thrown onto the bed by him, and was only stabilized after being shot. At this time, the wound had opened faintly, and the piercing pain penetrated into the marrow.

She held back and didn't make a sound, but the sheet under her body was tightly wrinkled by her.

Christine looked down at her condescendingly, seeing how she was enduring the pain, an indescribable anger flashed in his heart, he understood that this anger was nothing more than a delusion to vent his anger on her and escape without permission.

What's more, he still managed to hold on to such a serious injury!

No matter how ruthless he is to others, he will never ignore the people around him.

What's more, this woman, Catherine, has been by his side for nearly ten years. They are a tacit partner at work, they are subordinates, and she is also the woman who suits him best when it comes to bed.

I never thought that this status quo would be broken, and I never thought that she would be the first to break.

"It hurts?" He asked playfully, the joke and sarcasm in his eyes were so undisguised.

"It's okay if you're not dead." Catherine didn't want to say more, turned her face away and closed her eyes.

Being able to sustain the status quo is already the ultimate.

Hmph, it's really hard mouthed!

Seeing her closing her eyes and about to fall asleep, Christine became even more annoyed in her heart. She grabbed her wrist and tightened it tightly——

"What are you doing!" Catherine suddenly opened her eyes in pain, and stared at him intently.

Just because she doesn't want to quarrel doesn't mean she can let him mess around!

She still wants this hand.

"It hurts?" Repeating the previous sentence, Christine's expression was not very good, it could be said to be gloomy.

Looking at her body covered in injuries of all sizes and the indescribable boredom in her heart, she wanted to find a breakthrough to vent.

Catherine stared at him, her voice was cold: "Will you let me go if I say it hurts?"

"Maybe it will be considered."

"...It doesn't hurt."

"I'll see how hard your mouth is." With a soft snort, and throwing down her hand, Christine turned and went out.

Catherine stared blankly at the ceiling, her mind was chaotic and sober for a while, and sober was chaotic...

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Ke came to the bedroom.

She first knocked on the bedroom door, then pushed the door in without waiting for a response, walked to the bedside, put the tray in her hand on the bed cabinet, and looked at Catherine, who was seriously injured but couldn't hide her beauty.

Who is this woman to the young master?

When she woke up in the morning, she only saw that there were regular hourly workers in the apartment to clean up, not even a single extra servant.

So, usually she and the young master are the only two people living together in this apartment?

What is their relationship?

Constantly guessing in her mind, Fang Ke said softly: "Miss, the young master told you to eat before going to bed."